This is a very sweet custom motorcycle, yes? Actually, no. Some young ... scarred knuckled ... greasy fingered ... bike loving gentleman never worked on this bike ... or sweated out getting the exhausts tuned or getting the handle bars at "just the right angle" or anything. It came off an assembly line. Granted, it came off a high priced assembly line, but no true lover of cycles ever sweated blood and tears over this machine. A well to do man put in an order for it ... told the company what kind of motor he wanted, what kind of tires he wanted, what kind of wheels he wanted, what he wanted as far as a color scheme for a paint job and the whole ball of wax. Once the order was all written up, this sweet machine came off on an assembly line. "Custom made" without the "Custom".
Somehow, this all seems like cheating to me. Because some yo-yo has the big bucks, he can put in an order, ("do you want pies and fries with that sir?"), and "WHAM! BAM! PRESTO!" ... he's made into an instant "biker". He hauls this beautiful machine to the rally, (Panama City's "Thunder Beach" in this case), unloads it, and rides it "triumphantly into town" from his five star hotel room. After a weekend of bedding beautiful women and getting drunk at high priced bars, he rides it triumphantly back to the trailer, hauls it back home, and there it will sit in an air conditioned garage for the next bike rally six or seven month from now. The motor will never be fired up. It will never be loved. It's just a prized possession.
How do I know all this? Because I asked the owner when I stopped at a gas station to fill my tank and quench my parched throat from the long ride over.
Pathetic!
Give me my muchly used and lovingly customized Magna with 24,163.0 miles on it ANYDAY compared to this shining sparkling bike with barely 500 miles on it. I did ALL the work on my Magna and my Intruder myself ... every barfed knuckle, every scraped and cut finger, every tear of frustration on every rusted bolt was earned and appreciated. My bikes may not look as nice as this one ... but they are certainly loved more!
This pathetic looking thing is some cager's idea of a "perfect trike" for a biker. It's powered by a 2.3 Litre Ford motor plant with a 155 HP motor, comes equipped with a five speed automatic, 9.5 Gallon Fuel Tank, gets 40 MPG, has a heater and an AC, AM/FM Stereo system and even has CUP HOLDERS! WOW! Don't you want to spend your hard earned bucks on this "cool" looking trike? I've seen it not once, but twice at the Panama City's Thunder Beach biker rally. If you are truly interested in riding in something that looks like it could be designed by George Jetson, you can learn more at www.rtrikes.com
went to the fall rally in SC.It was great never been to one and went with a great bunch of guys. Learned alot about ridin with a group. And how much fun it is to ride with a group. I was the new guy so it seem I was gettin told alot of BS but they all meant well. (guess it did not help was the only female.)
the ride down was great had a beautiful day. left at 730 am and got there around 1130am. We of course made the rounds to the bars and ended up at the Iron Gate and started enjoyin ourseleves. thing is we were suppose to ride back that evening. That didn't happen ended up callin home and tryin to explain we were spendin the night. Safety first right...no sense in doin some thing stupid like ridin tired and buzzed.
After we found a place to stay and some dinner, We decieded to go to the suckbangblow. (yes thats really is the name)It was awsome had a burnout pit and wild people. they had a kick ass band coveriing one of my favorite groups AC/DC. they were kickin and I was jammin even got on the stage and danced.My buds had to drag me out around 130am. I wanted to stay and party but the group was ready to go and well I was a passenger at this point so you go when your ride goes.made it back to our rooms and of course had few more and checked out the bike in the lot. It was aroound 300am when I got to bed.
Was up at 600am for some reason and so was a few others. So we packed up and hit the road home. It was sunny but cold. I wished it was like the morning before but it wasn't Hung over and cold not the best way to ride. things were goin good besides the cold thing we all just want to get home. This is were things got interestin for me and guess everyone else to.
crruising along right behind the lead bike and one of the guys come flyin by us and turns in this little chruch drive. the lead bike waved me on to turn in to the drive. well guess I didn't slow enough and turned a little too sharp and mt floorboard rubbed the ground which scared the crape out of me. My handlebars just missed a palm by inches and a brick sign then went through the grass legs flyin every direction and stopped my bike about 10 feet from a row of tombstones. I throw down my kickstand and jump off the bike and just stood there.I look around and all my buds are just starin at me.Took a few deep breaths and got back on my bike.THey all asked if I was ok said yea lets ride. Well started my bike and put it in gear and was set to go...well what do I do pop the clutch and drop my bike at a dead stop. About 3 guys jump off there bike to help and I tell them to get there butts back on there bike I dropped it I pick it up and I did and once again they asked me if I was ready to go and I told them give me a minute this time. got back on the road in few and was fine but earned me a new nickname TOMBSTONE.
So my trip was not boring in the least. and once again I learned some thing. well many things but most of all slow down when turnin lol... If you can't laugh at your self what can you laugh at. So RIDE ON AND BE SAFE
been out ridin a bit and have learned some more interestin things. First not all bikers are friendly. I am far from intimadating looking person and my bike is not either. But other bikers don't seem to want to talk just look at you and go on. (there loss if you ask me ,I'm alot of fun ). Next I learned it is very different ridin with a group of riders. I enjoyed my trip to Mrtyle Beach with some friends (about 7 of them). First long trip went on and it was very much a learnin experince.You have to find a happy medium between there ridin and your ridin style. Of which I did. That whole trip is another story.
I went ridin with my hubby and learned we have different styles of ridin. Which surpised him cause he taught me how to ride.He is a slow starter takes his time goin through the gears. Me I go through them fast . To me thats half the fun of ridin. Hubby rambled some thing about gas mileage. (Guess when ridin old harely that is a concern).
You never stop learnin when your ridin. Hope never to stop learnin cause guess it means I stopped ridin. I have had a great season of ridin. have about a month left to ride and not freeze goin to try and get out every chance hope to see you out thereRIDE ON AND RIDE SAFE
My mates Paul and Megan have just bought an old 1984 Toyota Coaster motorhome so the Boss and I took a ride down to the seaside town of Sellicks Beach to visit them.
coming soon!
Sergio is the reason I like recommend Corbin to everyone. He goes the extra mile to see that his customers are happy with the Corbin products. My bike is now featured on their home page. Click on the 5th white dot for a 30 second slide show of the SNOTHOG. I have their heated dual saddle with a V-rail, back rest and also a Fleetliner fairing and saddlebags. These items played a big part in winning trophies all the bike shows I've entered. This shot is at their Ormond Beach Store.
I love my Magna, ya know? It's the finest motorcycle ever made by Honda or anyone else for that matter in my opinion.
I've been corresponding with a person named Steve that owns a Valkyrie, and I had told him of the surprise that came from understanding a lot of the Magna Owners Of Texas members were selling their Magna's and going to the Valkyrie. He said that he understood why ... but also indicated he has always respected the Magna and thinks it's the finest motorcycle ever made and developed.
Feeling a little low today, (mainly because I'm home sick and its been raining for the last eight days ... and that's so unusual for North Florida weather), and thinking of all the wonderful attributes and qualities of the Magna, I decided to go ahead and join the Magna Riders Association website that I had been putting off from joining for so many months due in part to my health and financial reasons.
When I went to their site and clicked on the link to join the MRA, this is what I found;
"In the 5 years since Honda discontinued the Magna interest in the bike and these pages has been waning steadily. As we are all volunteers, this in turn has led to other things grabbing more of our attention, and our ability to service requests in a timely manner has been greatly diminished. In order to avoid confusion and upset, the join process been suspended. The rest of the website and the forums will continue to function as always for the time being."
How freaking sad.
Despite the passing of time, and despite the manufacture and selling of all the other fine motorcycles out there including the Valkyrie, it in no way diminishes the fact that the Honda Magna is still one of the finest motorcycles on the road today. (That's why one sees so many of them!) In my opinion, no V-Twin can hold a candle to it, and despite the third generations motor being "only" 750cc it's a bullet-proof machine and the strongest motor for its size ever strapped to a motorbike frame with a top end speed of over 145 MPH.
There are still thousands of Magna owners out there that love our machines and would never even consider selling them. Most of us (including me), rather than selling our Magna, will purchase a second, third or even fourth motorcycle, but I understand that some Magna owners can't afford to do what I have done. They cling to their Magna as if it were their own family, and lovingly and as they can afford to, customize it and make it "Their" bike.
I attend as many of the bike rallies and functions as I can and as my health will allow up until this year. I have attended every Panama City "Thunder Beach" (spring & fall), Daytona Beach's "Biketober Fest" in October and "Bike Week" in the spring, and every "Bainbridge Bikefest" festival in Bainbridge Georgia for years and years. I go on every "Poker Run" every "Bike Parade" and "Toys for Tots" event pretty much for the last 30 years ... and since I've owned my Magna, at every one of these events and rallies my bike attracts attention and usually a small crowd asking about it.
When I meet someone at one of these events or rallies that also owns a Magna and are riding it, (at every major rally for the last few years), we notice our respective bikes and enthusiastically look it over and the modifications and customizing that they and I have done. We're a brotherhood ... no matter that we've never met before and most likely will never meet again. We're special. We're set apart. We love our Magna's. When you go to these rallies and see the thousands and thousands of V-Twins ... the Harley riders ... the Shadow riders ... the V-Star riders ... (dare I say it?) the Valkyrie riders ... you never see folks gathering around THEM to admire the bike and talk to the owners. Every Magna I've ever seen in all the time I have been riding ... has at least two or three people standing around and looking at it.
I loved the Magna the first time I ever saw one on the road. That's why I bought mine in the first place.
How sad it is now that the national Magna Riders Association is not even taking new members.
How sad.